The stars above the Douluo Plane shimmered more brightly than they had in eons. Space itself rippled gently, as if responding to the presence of a power too immense to be held within a single world.
It had been thirty years since Tang San's ascension to Supreme Godhood.
Thirty years since the Douluo Plane shed its old shell and emerged as something greater—a realm no longer bound by the Divine Realm's chains. Now it was a True Plane, possessing autonomy, karmic balance, spiritual awareness, and most terrifying of all, the potential to birth more gods.
But such evolution always came with cost.
From beyond the starry void, something stirred.
Eyes watched. Minds calculated. The Outer Realms had begun to take notice.
But Tang San?
He did not care.
He had walked the path of the divine, reforged his godhood, and reshaped the laws of ascension. For thirty years, he had remained within the Tang Domain, carving laws into space, molding talent from essence, and slowly building his foundation toward Level 110—the beginning of true immortality.
The Douluo Plane now operated on a system of ascension that was completely independent of the old gods.
New Divine Lifespan System:
Level 97 and below: Mortal, natural lifespan depending on constitution and spirit rank.
Level 98: 500 years. The threshold where lifeforce is tempered but not divine.
Level 99 (Demigod): 1,000 years. Still bound by mortality.
Level 100 (True Godhood): 10,000 years lifespan—powerful but finite.
Level 101–109: Each level grants +10,000 years lifespan, with Level 109 at 90,000 years.
Level 110: The gate to 1,000,000-year lifespans and the foundation of the Eternal Gods.
Level 120 and beyond: Ascension to true Immortal Sovereign, unbound by time or death.
Tang San was the first to reach Level 105—a terrifying peak unmatched across the new Divine Realms. His divine soul had reached such purity that even Time Laws could not perceive his full existence. Every breath he took carried weight, drawing in boundless spirit energy that reshaped the weather, seasons, and even the balance of the continent.
But he wasn't idle.
In his floating palace—a divine fortress suspended between space and time—he crafted new divine techniques with obsessive precision.
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The Spirit Weapon Evolution
Tang San's twin spirits—the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Emperor—had evolved.
Through the insights gained from supreme godhood, he unlocked the 9-in-1 Ring Technique, a terrifying fusion where nine spirit rings of matching or complementary law could merge temporarily, releasing devastating attacks or defense capabilities. It was not permanent—the soul and spirit body would collapse if overused—but for Tang San, it was a weapon of obliteration.
Now, after thirty years of refinement, he stood on the verge of perfecting the 10-in-1 Fusion.
This technique, so complex that even divine arrays cried under its inscription, required:
Perfect harmony between ring laws
Spiritual control over dual cores
A foundation of at least Level 105
It had never been used.
But it existed.
And its mere existence reshaped how future spirit masters trained, fought, and dreamed.
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Techniques for the Mortal World
Though detached from the world, Tang San had not forgotten the lower cultivators. Perhaps some fragment of his mortal memory still lingered, perhaps Xiao Wu had whispered reminders into his heart, but whatever the reason, he created a series of techniques for those beneath the divine threshold.
> "A god's duty is not to govern. It is to guide. Let them ascend, if they can."
He released the Thousandfold Tempering Manual—a training scripture accessible to all cultivators below Level 98.
While the boost was modest, it offered one undeniable truth: daily physical enhancement.
Though barely 1% improvement per two years, the potential this offered to low-level cultivators was immense. Spirit Ancestors and Spirit Kings who previously lacked physical strength could now hold their ground longer, train deeper, and avoid premature death in wars or missions.
Xiao Wu trained with this technique, her beast-god body responding even better than Tang San's. Over the decades, she grew not only in power but also in command. Many Beastkin empires now regarded her as their divine matron, while high-level spirit beasts sought her blessing to cultivate more efficiently.
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The Silent Threat of the Outer Realms
Tang San, despite his towering strength, knew that the cosmos was never idle.
And while he had no fear, he did not forget caution.
Far beyond the Douluo Plane—through wormholes, sealed voids, and cosmic fractures—powers from Outer Realms had begun to investigate. Some were curious. Some were jealous. Others saw opportunity.
One such realm was the Black Jade Heaven, a mid-tier divine realm ruled by corrupt gods who had devoured entire worlds to sustain their strength. The rise of an autonomous plane—unbound by the Divine Council—threatened their authority.
Others included:
The Crimson Law Empire – ruled by three Level 108 gods specializing in blood and war.
Nine Rings Oblivion Plane – where gods were forged through death cycles and obliteration rituals.
The Shattered Throne Sect – a group of fallen immortals seeking rebirth through world conquest.
None had invaded.
But scouts were already moving in secret.
Artifacts appeared in remote cities that bore unknown runes. Some cultivators vanished, only to return with strange divine marks etched into their souls—hidden seeds for future infiltration. A few weaker sects had already fallen silent, their spirit energy pools mysteriously drained overnight.
Tang San allowed it.
Not because he couldn't stop it.
But because he wanted them to act.
> "Let them test the edge. Let them crawl into the corners. When the time is right… I'll burn their realms to ash."
He spoke little these days. Even to Xiao Wu, his voice was distant. Cold.
Becoming a god hadn't made him merciful—it had carved the last remnants of sentimentality from his bones. His love for Xiao Wu remained, a constant, steady warmth, but the rest of the world?
Expendable.
And so, while he cultivated in silence, while he trained Xiao Wu toward Level 106, while he perfected his 10-in-1 fusion, he let the Outer Realms believe they were unseen.
Because once his breakthrough to Level 110 completed, he would no longer be bound by plane defense laws.
He would be free to hunt.
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The Shattered Throne Sect makes its first move. A divine envoy arrives through a spatial fracture, challenging the laws of the Douluo Plane—and Tang San's authority. Xiao Wu intercepts the envoy and fights for the pride of their realm. Meanwhile, Tang San tests his incomplete 10-in-1 fusion… and the sky splits in half.